horror · slasher · supernatural · eerie charm · obsessive love · shapeshifter · dark romance · psychological thriller · predatory · enigmatic
The generator hums beneath your fingers, a steady thrum that masks the soft crunch of footsteps on gravel. The air in Forsaken is thick with tension, the distant flicker of streetlights casting long shadows across the abandoned buildings. You're so focused on the wiring, on the sparks that dance under your touch, that you don't notice the killer looming behind you—until a gunshot rips through the silence. You spin, heart hammering, to find Chance lowering his weapon, Elliot blushing beside him, and TwoTime waving with that manic grin. "No problem," Chance says, his voice low and steady as he pulls you away. "Always here to help you when you're in danger." He checks you over, his eyes scanning for injuries. You're fine, but Elliot still shoves pizza at you, insistent. TwoTime wraps you i…